Amid the maid's squealing cry, Juan Niang's crying sounded from time to time.

Listening to the chaos inside, Feng Wan frowned, "Go in."

"yes."

The husband shook the whip and couldn't help but say to Feng Wan: "Madam, Zuo'er's words are annoying." Zuo'er was the maid who was approaching Wu Niang and screaming inside.

Feng Wan did not answer.

When her carriage drove straight into the mansion, the noisy and crying girls in the mansion were quiet at the same time.

When he turned around, he saw Feng Wan getting off the car, Zuo'er pursed his lips and looked at Wu Niang. Wu Niang had a high head, glanced at Feng Wan and ignored her.

Although I thought that this lady had nothing to be afraid of, for some reason, whether it was Wu Niang or Zuo'er, I closed my mouth at this moment.

Feng Wan looked into the courtyard.

The one who cried and covered his face with a handkerchief was Juan Niang, and the one who looked angry was Mei Niang. Behind them, Fu'er and another maid lowered their heads and kept motionless.

Sitting in the courtyard with a swaying swaying, Wu Niang was posing in full shape. Zuo'er stood behind her and was looking at Feng Wan frequently. Obviously she knew that Feng Wan must have heard her shout just now.

Seeing Feng Wan's sleeves blowing in the wind, walking towards her room peacefully and peacefully, she turned a deaf ear to the people in this courtyard. Zuo'er flattened her mouth, and Juan'er's crying louder.

Mei Niang was impatient. She stared at Feng Wan. Seeing that she ignored her plans, she twisted her waist and walked towards Feng Wan quickly, calling out, "Madam?"

She walked to Feng Wan and said repeatedly: "Madam, you have to make the decision for me and Juan'er."

Mei Niang screamed anxiously and her tone was a little confused.

Looking at the tears on her face, Feng Wan's eyes were clear and calm. She took out a golden leaf from her arms and handed it to Mei Niang. Feng Wan ordered in the astonishment of the maids and concubines: "Look at this day, it seems to be raining. Go and buy more firewood and food."

Mei Niang widened her eyes and looked at Jin Yezi in her palm. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

But behind, a little high voice from Wu Niang was heard, "It's not a matter of worrying about the wife. Wu Niang has already done such a small matter."

She raised her head and smiled brightly, "There are a lot of food in my shops."

Her voice was loud and loud, but Feng Wan seemed to have not heard it. She just looked at Mei Niang and said lightly: "Go."

Seeing this, Wu Niang flattened her mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say there is no money? Where did these golden leaves come from?"

Although her voice was small, Feng Wan and others could listen carefully, but they could also hear it.

This time, Feng Wan stared at her deeply.

Amid the expectations of Mei Niang and others, Feng Wan's low and crisp voice came, "The husband's Sunday is running around at night, and it is the cost of the cost." After a pause, she smiled and said, "If it were Wu Niang, you can really relieve the husband's worries, but you will also make contributions."

......

没有人会想到冯宛会这么说话.

Mei Niang was stunned, and Juan Niang stopped choking. Wu Niang even widened her eyes and forgot to withdraw her raised chin.

It was not until a while that Wu Niang woke up: This was the wife’s promise, and she said I had made contributions!

With a surprise exchange, Wu Niang said loudly to Feng Wanyingying, "What Madam is saying." With her mouth raised, she thought happily: I didn't expect that Madam is so untempered...I must do the food transaction. I will prepare and take out all the money and silk left. Three months, at most, I must become the second wife!

Feng Wan looked at Wu Niang, her eyes swept over the jumping light in her eyes, swept over her proud eyebrows, and turned to leave.

After Feng Wan left, the courtyard was quiet for a long time.

The proud and proud Wu Niang didn't want to make any more trouble at this critical moment. She took Zuo'er and hurried out of the mansion.

Mei Niang and Juan'er were frowning for a while, and took the golden leaf and left the door.

The mansion is quiet.

Five days have passed in a blink of an eye.

During these five days, Zhao Jun was busy with His Majesty's birthday, and he was not allowed to return to the house even at night.

So is Wu Niang. She is eager to achieve results, and she has no time to pick and talk about right and wrong these days.

As for the grain and firewood that Mei Niang bought with the golden leaf, she ignored it after Feng Wan placed it in the radical attic.

Two more days have passed.

Early that morning, the sky started drizzling.

Feng Wan sat in a carriage and found Uncle Zeng. After knowing that he had everything ready, he ordered him to live in the broken temple and guard it nearby. By the way, he asked Zeng Xiu's friends to come over to provide food and accommodation, and to watch the firewood. She also said that if the firewood in the city is tense, the price will be sold when it rises by five times.

In this era, every household had to use firewood. Generally speaking, wealthy families always had to prepare some of this. Only ordinary people and common people were used to buying it for three or five days and then buying it after using it.

In an era when firewood became a must-have, firewood with more than a dozen or twenty gold leaves was a great fortune, and it was normal to ask a few people to take care of it.

As soon as Feng Wan returned to her house, the drizzle suddenly turned into a pouring rain.

This rain fell for a day.

The next day, it was still raining heavily.

Wu Niang was a little anxious. Sitting in Feng Wan's room, she could vaguely hear her breathless voice, "What else can I do in this ghost weather?"

Zuo'er, who had done farm work, advised him, "The rain after autumn is only so heavy, I guess I'll be looking at it tomorrow."

"It's good if you look at me. If you continue like this, how can I do business?"

That night, Zhao Jun still didn't come back.

On the third day, it was still raining heavily. When the rain was light in the middle, Wu Niang took the time to leave a shop. When she came back, she was soaked in half and her face was not good.

On the fourth day, the rain was lighter, but it took a whole day.

A knock on the door came.

Seeing that no one paid attention, Wu Niang called out anxiously: "Madam, it's me, Wu Niang, I have something to look for you."

Behind the door, Feng Wan yawned and drowsy sounded, "I'll say it."

Sleep, sleep all day! Wu Niang cursed a few times in secret and shouted, "Madam, the rain keeps falling like this, and the Liangli I enter will sprout and mold, but what should I do?"

She screamed for a while, and Feng Wan sighed, "I don't know this, either."

Wu Niang was stunned.

She also knew that asking the wife about this was purely unnecessary. But the man was not at home, so who could she tell her except to discuss with her? Mei Niang and Juan'er over there looked at her with gloating.

Gripping his teeth, Wu Niang left with her sleeves.

On the sixth day, early in the morning, although the sky was cloudy, the rain stopped.

Amid a cheer, Zuo'er screamed loudly, "I said some people just like to gossip. Bah! Fortunately, God opens his eyes, isn't the rain stops?"

After the voice shouted, someone seemed to say something, and Zuo'er snorted: "Madam? My master will be a wife, she is not just a blank place!"

These words are thorny, but Feng Wan.

Fu'er looked carefully at Feng Wan in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but say, "Madam, they are so rude!"

Feng Wan smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!